Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2009 16:44:42 +0000
From: Moore
Subject: Opening Doors - Part Ten
OPENING DOORS
BY MOORE
Chapter Twenty
After the last football game of the year I was worried
that with the season ended I didn't know where I would
find the boys to have fun with after school. During the
school day I got used by many horny boys, averaging about
fifteen dicks in my mouth for blow jobs and cum, and five
dicks screwing my pussy ass. But when school let out at
three o'clock only Max the janitor would be around and he
was still afraid to fuck me or let me suck his dick.
There would be no football players to worship and obey in
the locker room after practice any longer. No more hot,
naked jocks with muscular, sweaty bodies and hairy ball
sacks to lick and kiss; and stiff cocks to suck and sweet
sperm to swallow; and stiff pricks to probe the depths of
my boy cunt. No boys would be there to spill their warm
piss in my mouth or on my face and all over my naked body
while kneeling submissively in the shower.
I'd even miss the humiliating pranks and the laughter
directed at me: like when I got tossed into the laundry
cart filled with smelly socks and dirty jock straps, or
when they made me go out on the football field completely
naked when the cheerleaders were practicing, or when they
tied my cock and balls to the goalpost and wrote the word
faggot all over my body in neon magic markers.
I worried needlessly as it turned out because during the
final locker room gangİbang party in my mouth and pussy,
Link, the captain of the football team...while getting
into position to fuck me from behind like a dog, boldly
announced that he was handing me off to Leshawn, the
captain of the basketball team. I was a little pissed off
that he didn't bother to ask me if I wanted to be handed
off to another boy like he handed off a football.
I finished sucking the two dicks in my mouth, swallowed
the cum and said, "You could have asked me, Link. I mean
I'll suck and fuck for the basketball team, but queers
have feelings too, you know."
"I'm doing you a favor, faggot," Link said, raising my
ass up higher to receive his erect cock. "I don't ask to
fuck you, pussy boy, or ask to cum or piss in your mouth.
I'm giving you to the basketball team and that's all you
need to know. You can start by giving Leshawn a blow job,
cocksucker, while I fuck your faggot ass."
"The faggot belongs to your team now," Link said as I
automatically pushed back to deeply impale myself on the
thick, black dick that I knew and loved so well. "Yup,
the fag's all yours Leshawn...soon as I finish fucking
him. Take it out, bro and listen to the white queer beg
to suck your black dick."
"What's the deal with this white boy?" Leshawn asked,
groping his distended crotch with a huge black hand that
could easily palm a basketball. If the size of his dick
was in synch with the size of his hand I'd be challenged
to take him all the way down to his pubic hair.
"The fag loves dick and cum and piss...can't get enough.
The queer'll be here in the locker room every day, naked
and on his knees like a slave, waiting for the guys on
your team after practice. Use him for laughs and to get
your nut any way you want. I like to bend him over and
fuck him hard and cum in his tight, pussy ass. Most of my
guys fuck him too, some just want their sweaty balls
licked and their hard dicks sucked. We all like to use
him for a toilet and piss in the fag's wide open mouth."
"Why does he take all that humiliating shit?"
"Because he's a total queer, that's why. He's a faggot,
pussy boy, cocksucking queer that has no shame."
"Ain't never had my dick sucked. My girl friend says I'm
way too big to suck."
"How big is too big?" Link asked, wanting to know. And
so did I.
"Ten inches." Leshawn said proudly. "You think he can
suck me deep while you're fucking him?"
"Whip it out for the faggot, man, and let's find out if
the cocksucker can swallow your big dick."
Oh my god, Leshawn's dick was huge. The longest and
thickest and blackest cock I'd ever seen or might ever
get the chance to suck. The head alone was frightening
and the black shaft was as thick as my wrist. My brain
said forget about it, faggot, you'll choke to death on
that humongous cock. But the cocksucker's curse, as it
always did, prevailed. I simply had to have that monster
dick deep in my greedy mouth right now and my nose in his
wiry pubic hair. Perhaps not today, but eventually this
monster black dick would plow my pussy boy ass.
"Can I suck it, Leshawn? Please let me suck your cock
while Link fucks me. I'm a good cocksucker...I can take
it all."
"Lick my balls first, dick pig," Leshawn said as several
more naked black boys came over to jack off and cum on my
body while watching me get dicked from both ends.
"Lick'em, fag, then you can pig out on my meat and eat my
cum."
First scum bag and now dick pig. How much lower could I
go I thought as I buried my face in Leshawn's hairy
crotch and slurped on his sweaty balls.
Chapter Twenty One
Servicing only ten sweaty black boys in the locker room
after basketball practice was easy and quick, though I
missed the additional twenty black dicks that had used me
for laughs and for sex during the football season. I also
missed all the extra cum I got to eat.
Leshawn and the team also used me well for their laughs
and my further humiliation. He made me shave off all my
pubic hair, pierce my ears and tongue with shiny silver
studs, and wear a fancy dog collar around my neck. The
steel cock ring and pink thong panties almost completed
my submissive fag look.
I objected to the tattoo on my ass at first, but then I
relented when Leshawn threatened not to fuck me anymore
or let me suck his awesome ten inch cock. So I went with
him to the parlor where DICK PIG was tattooed on my left
cheek and SCUM BAG on my right...in big bold letters. Now
I was permanently branded as queer.
I still had time on my hands after school and not one
single friend to hang out with. Only a fag would be
friends with a fag and I didn't know any fags...until I
met Brett in the bathroom at a local park.
He was standing along side the pair urinals when I walked
in to take a piss and to possibly find a couple of guys
to suck off or to fuck me. He was about twenty five years
old I guessed, apparently straight and totally gorgeous.
A queer boys walking wet dream.
I'll get buck naked in a second, get down on my knees or
spread my legs for any straight guy that wants to use a
faggot like me for his pleasure. All he has to do is ask
and I'll gladly become his obedient, naked slave boy. But
this was a hot, hunky, straight guy who didn't have to
ask because he just deserved to be worshiped like a god
by an inferior queer boy like me.
At the very least this hot guy deserved to have his ass
kissed and his balls licked, his manly dick sucked and
his salty sperm swallowed. A guy who deserved to jack off
or just piss in my wide open mouth if he wanted and, of
course, fuck my pussy boy ass full of sperm. Scum bag and
dick pig that I was, I didn't deserve to drink the water
he pissed in or lick his cum off the floor or even lick
his asshole clean after he took a shit.
Knowing I couldn't have him, I turned towards the urinal
and unzipped my fly, barely resisting the cocksucker's
curse...the urge to take off all my clothes and simply be
shamelessly naked and on my knees for him in a public
bathroom. I took out my stiff dick, wishing that I could
kneel at his feet on the filthy floor and offer up my
naked body to satisfy his needs.
Well, you could have knocked me over with a pubic hair
when this hot, hunky, straight guy got down on his knees
beside me and said, "Hey, kid, would you like to get your
dick sucked?"